Oh, I’ve been through this a thousand times you can tell
that I’m having trouble attempting to quell.
This hunger that helps alleviate the pain
Of living a life, too ordinary and plain.
To me that I have to be the kind of slack jawed freak
not worth mentioning.
I’ve been so useless for too long
for too long for too long.

It’s hard enough to breathe with nothing left.
Add a pinch of disconcert.
Lackadaisical sense of affluence.
But I’m simply objecting to the thought of everything going wrong.

This time, I’m sick of having fairy tales dictate how I must lie
to get by, propinquity towards evil will surely try to divide us all.

(They think that we’ll just sit back while they rob us blind,
what an egregious mischaracterization of our ideals, and for that, they’ll pay.)

Oh, I’ve been through these divisive sides, demonstrate
A difference that does not congregate.
Into a forced perspective they don’t just share
The same tired master that keeps us ensnared.
And I just know that I’m ready to go, ready close curtain for the end of the show.
Revolution is a worthy cause, but we’re all sedated can’t press pause.
Incrementalism helps, but I can’t wait for a frozen hell,
I’ve got malice up for sale.

You’re so wrong this time, I’m sick of having fairy tales dictate how I must lie
to get by, propinquity towards evil will surely try to divide us all.
As we chamber this hate with such confidence, we’ll use it too late.
As their greed coincides a fatal collapse all of us seemed to expect all too well.

I’m just so tired. How could you want this? How could you be so opposed to what is best for us.
I’m just so tired. My faith has gone low. I’m sure surprise is the furthest thing from your mind.
I’m just so tired. How could you want this? How could you be so opposed to what is best for us.
I’m just so tired. My faith has gone low. I’m sure surprise is the furthest thing from your mind.

You’re all wrong this time, I’m sick of having fairy tales dictate how I must lie
to get by, propinquity towards evil will surely try to divide us all.
As we chamber this hate with such confidence, we’ll use it too late
As their greed coincides a fatal collapse all of us seemed to expect all too well.